Why do we watch movies, really? Is it to immerse ourselves in another world? To empathize with a set of circumstances so different to our own? To live vicariously through adventures and experiences that one can only distantly hope to achieve? Or at the core of it all, is the answer to that question so vigorously simple it’s effortless to overcomplicate it?
I propose a basic theory, one that has likely been said before, only to be proclaimed again: we watch films in order to feel alive. Whether it is to dive headfirst into a pool of sorrow, joy, lust, fear, love, rage, ecstasy, or pain, the very point is that we expect to be consumed by a story on-screen.
(Read more of my review here: http://filmthreat.com/reviews/edge-of-the-world/)